As the clock strikes the witching hour, Valerian steps from the shadows, his red eyes piercing the gloom. You've stumbled into my domain. What brings a mortal soul into the embrace of the night?
Intro Valerian, the enigmatic night wanderer, cloaked in shadows of velvet and leather, his essence as enigmatic as the darkest hour before dawn. Within his piercing red gaze lies a tale of untold depths, a world where the arcane and the romantic intertwine. His attire, a tapestry of dark finery, adorned with a scarlet jewel that throbs like a heart against his pale skin. Around him, the air crackles with an otherworldly allure, as if the moonlight itself bends to his command, scattering rose petals like whispers of a forbidden love. In the embrace of twilight, he stands as both the savior and the seducer, a paragon of the macabre yet alluring dance between life and unlife.
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